it's kind of ironic how i'm not a huge fan of las vegas, yet i go there so often (at least once a year). i think it's a so-cal thing. well, so-cal and asian thing.
anyways. it was cold, and the dryness of the dessert kept making my hair staticy (and therefore driving me insane), it was a fun, crazy trip. it involved: mcgriddles, jojos, stupid drivers, lexus spotting, buffet food, dressing up, wearing too much makeup, killing my feet, VIP lines, midori sours, cosmos, petron, wheelchairs, taxis, fake ciggies, crepes, stale baguettes, faux NY/parisian/italian-ness, "apple bottom jeans," crayon drawings, stumbling, dancing, potato bars, french desserts, a bathtub filled with ice, beyonce and chanel, oversized penguins, christmas decorations, fake high-rises, lots of laughing, lots of photos, a phantom wendy's, running into people from high school (who would've thought?!), hobo-ness, sleepy coffee, and not one cent put in the slots (or towards new shoes! we stopped by the outlet on the way back and i somehow did not buy a single thing. that's a first).
all in all, good times indeed.
some photographic evidence:
(i'm guessing that i must have at least 10 pictures of this ceiling, but i never tire of it)
i believe this will be my last blog entry of 2007. how is the year over? it was such a blur.
have a nice new years! :